To the girl who ran out of I love yous
When did you break?
Was it the moment you realised your love was treated like a pamphlet, given out on mass and found stamped and destroyed in storm drains.
Was it when I love you became apart of the first aid kit for the suicide boys who claimed they cared
When your Snapchat became a graveyard filled with more mangled relationships than emoji love hearts
When he drained them out of you
Wretched and rung out your body till all you could say was his name in a vacant state
When he left
When she left
When they left you
When they all left you
Was that when you ran out
Or was it when they made their way back into your life, clambering up your body, making nail marks on your torso and bite marking on your neck
reaching down your throat for another I love you but...you seemed to have just run out